I gave notice to Qliance recently, after a few weeks of soul searching and objective weighing of the pros and cons of spending more time in a job that isn’t directed toward my long term goals. As a company Qliance has been very good to me, I have favorable associations and good memories. I will happily continue to recommend Qliance to my friends, family, or anyone else who will listen for that matter. I hope to cross paths with them again in the future.
I’m not planning to seek out another part time day-job. This means I’m on my own for now. If you’ve been thinking about getting massages, recommending me to a friend or commissioning art, I would really appreciate any support you can send my way. And if you’ve been worked on by me, every Yelp review counts.
I am also at the end of my tenure at The Pink Door, and am looking for another consistent performance gig. I really enjoyed performing in the restaurant, close with people and having the opportunity to interact and get to know my audience, so I’d love to find or create something similar. Suggestions and introductions appreciated.
Also – 30 is good.
Submitted by courtnee in public - 10.22.09 - 7:09 am
I am on the weirdest schedule now. My feet are puffy and sore. My face is angry from 12+ hours in makeup for days on end. I need about 4 massages to work this weirdness out, and I keep tricking out my jaw when I yawn. I have about 17 projects to catch up on and no end in sight to the onslaught of new ones. Ah, the glamorous life.
The super-secret shoot I’ve been working on since Sunday was worth it, however. Even the day I plowed through a 5:30am call, 12 production hours and high tailed it to Pink Door to do my 4 aerial sets immediately thereafter. The best part I reckon are the loads of amazing, lovely and talented people I’ve added to my list of acquaintances. That tends to be a heartening occurrence for me. The food was a close second. They fed us very well, and there is a lot to be said for taking care of your people like that.
I’m listening to Cat Power and prepping for the days ahead, so scheduled and packed I’m not really sure how I’m planning to get it all done and stay standing. I always do somehow, and often get it all done and more, so I’ll just trust that I know what I’m doing somewhere and press on. It was nice to go filterless for a while on a project I wasn’t in charge of – now, though, it’s back to the measured responses of an Executive Director. I think that takes the most work of all, some days.
Been super into sewing lately. I’ve had a machine for quite a few years but rarely used it. In the last two weeks I’ve broken all 4 of the sewing needles I had laying around here, and spent countless hours/dollars on projects. Mostly costumes. And there’s a fair bit more to go in that department.
Here’s a picture of the long brainstormed light aerial costume, allbeit a terrible one with some really bad photoshop on the background. This is more of a perchy costume, it has little bits on it that would get mangled pretty easily. The bodice is almost completely converted, and upside down. My friend Sara Sparrow made me the shorts from a shirt I had, and the cute veil. I’m finishing up my dark version but am having issues with the bodice collapsing, so no pictures yet. If you want to see that one, come to the Pink Door when I’m performing. :)
Also got some dread action going on. One of my coworkers wants dreads, and ordered some from me just before I moved. This friday is the install. Woo!Need about 10 more dark ones and it’ll be done.
In other news – I have a real bed again! Like, with a head/foot board and everything. The last time I had more than a frame, I was 6, and I’ve only had a mattress for about 2 years now, so I could prop the bed up to set up a massage table. I’m enjoying nesting.
Hm. both of these pictures are pretty awful quality. I wonder if my lens is dirty or something..
Submitted by courtnee in public - 06.03.09 - 1:26 pm
Apparently, my E:\ drive was not actually located on my external hard drive, as I have assumed. Rather, it was on the drive I partitioned and re-installed XP on last night.
My E:\ drive was the datastore which has housed all my source files for my music, images, and video projects for the last two years. A large fraction of the good pictures I’ve taken are on neevita, though the original high quality images of my self photography are now gone.
As for the music and video – I don’t know how much I care to recall at this particular moment how very little of it ever ventured from my drive. I’m sure it will come up over time as I think about things I want and discover they are gone.
Seems rather silly, that the data I’ve been worried about losing if my drives ever failed (or I wiped them out), are the 150 gigs of replacable mp3′s I have.
I suppose one of the fortunate aspects of this, aside from having a clean slate which I do rather enjoy, is how the experience has shown me what kind of relationship I’ve developed with my artwork.
Bummer. Thankfully, I will make more.
Additionally, my potential moving costs now include an external terabyte, which I’ve been putting off for a day too long it seems, to back up what I have left and hopefully prevent this from happening again any time soon. I’m offering all paintings currently for sale at a 25% discount, INCLUDING COMMISSIONS. http://neevita.net/artist/art-for-sale
Submitted by courtnee in public - 05.14.09 - 10:13 pm
And here I thought I had chosen serial monogamy in committed relationships throughout my life because I was just too fragile and wasn’t capable of the self esteem to handle anything else. It sure did bug me, though, cause I had lots of fantastic ideas for many different kinds of things. Recent events have shined quite a different light on that belief. Now I’m beginning to wonder if what I felt I couldn’t handle was more along the lines of lack of communication and manipulation.
Aha.
Also; I <3 New York.
Hizzuh!
Submitted by courtnee in public - 03.31.09 - 5:05 am
It’s been a while. I don’t tend to write much the last year or so, though perhaps that may change now that I have a new site incarnation to play with. I suppose there are some basics to cover, first off.
neevita.net is all new. I switched from Drupal to WordPress. Some stuff isn’t really finished yet. The basics are covered though, including an LJ crossposter. I have it set to automatically post public entries.
We wrapped The Ghost Game at Youngstown in West Seattle last night, striking the show as time crept into my birthday. It was a very fun show to work on and to witness, I started really getting into it on the third and last performance.
As I was leaving, word spread that I am a year older this day, and the cast sang me happy birthday. John caught the tail end of it on video – while putting scaffolding together!
I’ve improved greatly in acceptance :)
I came home, replied to some email and hit the sac. Now for a day of work and more set up/tear down for my Murder Mystery Birthday party tonight. Long, fun weekend!
zzz..
Submitted by courtnee in public - 10.14.08 - 2:03 am
I’ve been mucho kinds of sick the last week or so. I got the death that’s been floating around lately, my body is blowing up with cysts (ovaries, face, labia), and I’m bleeding for the first time since july. NOTICE: racy, lengthly, or outdated content ahead »
Submitted by courtnee in public - 09.23.08 - 2:28 pm
In the mornings, she likes to tear across my bedroom, and my bed, and jump into the windowsill above my head. Repeatedly. Tear, run, jump, sit for 2 seconds, run away, repeat. She’s not very graceful, and usually wet, since I can’t keep her out of the water to save my life. Since I moved in the beginning of August, she’s pulled the blinds off the window (and onto my face) 3 times.
This morning, she was doing this repeatedly, despite multiple banishings from my room. As I was laying on my back, she came tearing across my bed toward my head, jumped to the windowsill, missed, and landed on my face.
Her back foot planted straight into my mouth, and with claws out, she managed to leave two long, large, jagged scrapes on the inside of my lower lip. They go from the webby attachment point on my jaw all the way to where the edge of my outer lip is. And, they sorta hurt, too.
Freakin brat…
Submitted by courtnee in public - 09.18.08 - 1:01 pm
About a week ago, at 8:30am on one of the warmer days we’ve had lately, I was riding my bike to work. While coasting from Mercer onto 5th ave, in the mild weather of that sunny morning, a single amber leaf floated to the ground in front of me. It was the first leaf of my fall, my absolute favorite time of the year in Seattle. I smiled. My body even tingled a little.
Life is going so very well. I’ve been staying up too late, and procrastinating house things, but like usual am staying quite busy with all the projects I have going on. For a few months there, I was working 3 jobs, planning a show, doing hair orders, continuing with my Landmark curriculum, and working on my music show which hasn’t materialized yet. Now, I’m still doing all that minus the day job.
I’ve got a couple paying aerial gigs coming up, one of which is for Bellevue Fashion week tomorrow night at Lincoln Center – I’m expecting it to be pretty swank and fun.
It’s been an interesting experiment, posting a calendar online and asking people to utilize it. Though it’s the most efficient, effective way to run my life right now and ensure I keep in contact with people I want to stay in contact with during this windstorm, it’s not as personal as spending a few minutes going back and forth to set a time for getting together. Part of the process in trying online scheduling of sorts out has been wondering how much I’m bothered by that, vs. the idea that other people might consider me pretenteous and become offended.
I’ve realized, that I really don’t have a problem with it at all – in fact, setting things up the way I have makes me much more accessible to those important to me than otherwise, and allows me less stress around my schedule. The time I spend with others become their time, and stays their time, and I feel MORE connected with them than before. So yay. go go gadget interwebs. :)
Tonight is the big Obsidian meeting open to the entire troupe. Much of the show, probably 60%, is scripted and cast. Now that I have all that in motion, it’s time to build a cast at large to fill out the show and create the atmosphere of the world. I’m so excited – because Obsidian is a character driven show, there is opportunity for everyone involved to be performing. I periodically feel the vision breathing through me, at two months out from opening night. I’m looking forward to what manifests this evening.
In other news, I recently found by a rough-tongued and quite rude awakening that Norda has developed a taste for vagina, and that I have to wear underwear when I sleep.
Oh yeah. I went there.
Submitted by courtnee in public - 09.04.08 - 12:46 am
This is a very fertile, active time. They all are really. I’m noticing it a lot in circumstance right now.
I’m bursting with creativity, especially in my wigmaking. I just completed an order (style wise, still needs some finishing touches) that really has my eyes sparkling for making more kickass hair for people. I have three more in the works.
Obsidian is tremendous. It’s a tremendous social challenge, to lead how I wish to lead rather than how habit would direct me to. It’s a tremendous creative challenge, to bring into reality what I’ve created in my head as snippets and sensations of atmosphere. It’s a tremendous gift. To me, to the cast, to the studio, to our audience. And it’s so much damn FUN, too. Even figuring out the challenges.
I’m noticing that it may be such that while I’m intelligent and analytical, I tend to only ENJOY being those things when it’s cause for realizing my artistic side. I may be more in my element with artists than with ubergeeks. I never would have really considered that, until this project, and seeing so many people just.. get me. Just get where I’m coming from. It feels awesome. Thank God there are so many art/geek fusions in Seattle.
I’m training my replacement at work. In doing so, I’m realizing just how much I care about my job. I’ve discovered that I actually hold some passions for medicine. I’m not sure why this hasn’t occurred to me in this way before, especially considering I spent 18 months and +$15,000 in massage school recently, but there you go.
Strangely, I’m also realizing that it’s unrealistic for me to rely on a private massage practice in any substantial financial way. My body simply cannot do 8 hours of table massage a week. I actually feel rejuvenated by the realization. It’s been stressful contemplating how to possibly make a living at massage full time.
Speaking of medical stuff – The pap and STD screening I urgently scheduled recently came back abnormal. I went in for my biopsy today, and not only am I Batman, apparently I have a cunt of steel as well. Rather than the typical wham bam cough and punch-tool, the thing held onto me like a fucking rabid terrier mouth molesting a sock. In two tries we still hadn’t gotten the sample, and I had catapulted from mild mannered adult (I’d done amazingly well, for those who know me – no one holding my hand, either!) to quivering big-eyed ouchie sorta-laughing child. MEW! Life is hard. I’m fine now. Getting up at 6am to make the appointment was worse. I’ll just keep telling myself that.
Someone I had a drink with recently said something that’s been touching me ever since, about how my photos don’t do me justice; in that I have a kindness and vulnerability about me that doesn’t come across. They added that they felt the opportunity to see it a privilege. Wow. Hard work does pay off. What a lovely compliment and attestation to the hard work I’ve done.
Now piss off. My guts hurt and it’s time to go.
Submitted by courtnee in public - 08.18.08 - 4:57 pm
I’m not writing much. Things are great. I’m rather busy with hair orders, paintings, directing my show, choreographing acts, training aerial, performing music, doing spa sessions, learning french (:D), wrapping up my stead at the chiro office and thoroughly enjoying doing what I love to do.
Obsidian opens Nov 15th at LRS and is going to be un-fucking-real. Not only is the show, cast, and the energy around the planning of it amazing, I have the freedom to swap roles between the two main female characters throughout the run.
One is a sparkling starlet who loses her dearest love and commits suicide – the one I identified with while I was brainstorming the show last year. The other is an obsessive murderess who loses what she built on falsehood, as well as her mind. Both of them are dramatized fragments of my personal story. It’s an amazing opportunity to be able to play both. You’ll have to see it twice!
It’s looking solid that I’ll be performing solo silks at a party Halloween night – as the witch Paculla Annia. Umm.. score. Wine and buttsex or death!
Everywhere I go, I see art. My art. It’s in my head and on the walls and in the air. It’s under tables and in my food, gritty under my nails and between my newly fixed teeth. It’s on my tongue and at the tips of my fingers. Its vibrating up my legs when I walk, sweeping across my face as my hair grows.
Mmmm god I love my life. Didja miss me?
Submitted by courtnee in public - 02.21.07 - 9:21 am
I should know about my quiz today or tomorrow, though I feel confident that I passed. I know I got some things wrong and didn’t do perfectly (fucking fibroblasts!! *fistshake* curse yoooou!), and I’m fine with that.
We’re getting into pathology now, which is very, very scary. Being alive in an overpopulated time that’s due for a major spring cleaning is pretty gut wrenching, and when you look at the cycles in history it’s quite apparent that it’s only a matter of time before half the people who are alive right now are wiped out by some killer disease. Makes me want to go out and get vaccinated for everything, even shit that is supposedly extinct, and to take my cod liver oil and juice plus religeously :)
And man, I knew I wasn’t crazy for being very , very disgusted and annoyed at people who spit on the sidewalk. Fucking god that’s horrifying.
I gave an -awesome- massage in class last night, my partner was blown away. There were a number of times we both felt energy surges at the same time and things like that. I felt very capable and good at what I do – and to top it off, head and neck are my weakest link. So I just used the handouts as a guide and pretty much did what my hands and heart told me to do, and shared a very intense experience that I could actually see and feel in her tissue. It was rad. Exactly what I am here for.
I’ve decided to go into debt so I can afford a studio apartment in a low income housing project downtown. I can’t handle this fucking uncertainy, it’s driving me nuts and I am beginning to develop an unhealthy dislike for my suitcase. Should know for sure at the end of the week if I am moving in March 1 – passed the credit check, now they have to check refs and verify my income.
I feel like falling over in a heap somewhere and sleeping for days.
Submitted by courtnee in members only - 04.16.00 - 7:20 pm
